Chapter 64: Can He Really Refine Pills?

"Alright, let me see what kind of second-grade pill you can refine! Just don't bring a pile of dregs to pass off as pills!"

Wan Yuan had intended to embarrass Ye Yuan, but instead he had trapped himself.

However, he didn't believe Ye Yuan could refine any pills. Even if he really could refine pills, there was no way he could refine a second-grade pill.

As long as Ye Yuan couldn't refine a second-grade pill, everything would be fine.

Then he could fan the flames from the sidelines—was he afraid Ye Yuan could walk out of the Alchemist Guild intact?

"You'd better worry about your own intelligence. Don't bother about my affairs."

With that, Ye Yuan ignored Wan Yuan and walked toward the medicine warehouse.

As he passed by Feng Ruoqing, he suddenly smiled at her and transmitted his voice: "Don't blink later—watch closely!"

Feng Ruoqing's expression shifted slightly as she looked at Ye Yuan in surprise, but he had already entered the medicine warehouse.

"Could it be that he's going to use the Yin-Yang Separation Technique, and that's why he told me to watch? Does he really know the Yin-Yang Separation Technique?"

Feng Ruoqing had originally thought that Ye Yuan must have a powerful alchemist master behind him, which was why he possessed such profound theoretical knowledge.

But the Yin-Yang Separation Technique required extensive practice to master; without two or three years, it was absolutely impossible to learn, and to reach great mastery would take even longer—five years was the minimum.

Yet Ye Yuan was only fifteen. Had he started practicing at ten? But at ten, his martial arts probably hadn't even begun—where would he have gotten the primal energy to support it?

Feng Ruoqing thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so she gave up.

When Feng Ruoqing came back to her senses, she noticed the atmosphere was off. Everyone was staring at the light screen with strange expressions.

"What is Ye Yuan doing? He's not just randomly picking herbs and then going to mess around, is he?"

Wan Yuan sneered at the light screen: "I told you he doesn't know anything, didn't I? Look, he doesn't even look—he just grabs a handful and leaves without any selection. Who picks herbs like that?"

"Yeah, isn't he just messing with us? Many of the herbs in the warehouse look similar; without careful selection, you can't tell them apart. He's too careless!"

In their seats, Wang Jinfu and Sun Jianming's expressions were grim.

Of course, they knew the warehouse contained many misleading herbs, meant to test an alchemist's eyesight.

But Ye Yuan's performance was too amateurish, making them feel they had been deceived.

Seeing Ye Yuan's performance, Wan Yuan was even more convinced that Ye Yuan couldn't refine pills.

And when he saw the expressions of the two big shots, he felt a surge of glee.

"Ye Yuan, you're asking for death—don't blame me! Even if Ye Hang comes today, he can't save you!" Wan Yuan sneered inwardly.

"Miss Feng, I'm not an old man who talks too much, but does he really know how to refine pills?" Wang Jinfu couldn't help but question.

Here, only Feng Ruoqing knew Ye Yuan's abilities, so she wasn't surprised.

"Please, Guild Master, be patient and watch. Since the assessment has begun, let Ye Yuan finish. If he causes any trouble, I, Feng Ruoqing, will take full responsibility!"

Although Feng Ruoqing spoke respectfully, her defense of Ye Yuan was very firm.

Wang Jinfu knew something of Feng Ruoqing's character and knew she was usually steady. He didn't understand why she was indulging a junior's antics today.

"Miss Feng, you're close to the strength of a senior alchemist. Surely you can tell a novice from an expert? Just from watching Ye Yuan select herbs, it's clear he's an outsider. Must you indulge his nonsense?" Wang Jinfu frowned.

Feng Ruoqing had a special status and might become another grand alchemist of the imperial family.

Although the Alchemist Guild was not afraid of the imperial family, after all, the Qin Kingdom was the imperial family's territory. Unless absolutely necessary, the two sides naturally wouldn't fall out. So Wang Jinfu still spoke to Feng Ruoqing patiently.

Feng Ruoqing, however, smiled: "I'll say it again—Guild Master Wang might as well be patient and watch. Maybe it won't disappoint you? Sometimes, what the eyes see may not be true."

Seeing Feng Ruoqing insist, Wang Jinfu was also annoyed. He wanted to see what tricks Ye Yuan could pull. Since the words had been said, if Ye Yuan really dared to treat the Alchemist Guild as a joke, even if he was beaten to death, he believed Feng Ruoqing would have nothing to say.

"Look, Ye Yuan is out!"

"This... that was too fast, wasn't it?"

"He's just an outsider, isn't he?"

"Yeah, he went in, took a turn, and came out."

"Look, the herbs he took are so few. I'd guess it's at most enough for one batch?"

"Is he giving up in despair, or is he too confident?"

"Nonsense, of course he's giving up! Even a grand alchemist can't guarantee success every time when refining second-grade pills, right? Is Ye Yuan so monstrous that his success rate is a hundred percent?"

Ye Yuan's actions drew a barrage of sharp comments, but he couldn't hear them. Of course, even if he did, he would let them go like a fart.

Entering the alchemy room, Ye Yuan casually threw the herbs onto the workbench, then divided them evenly into two portions and directly began extracting the herbal essence, skipping even the ingredient-mixing step.

From herb selection to now, it hadn't even been a quarter of an hour. His actions again caused an uproar.

In the hall, both the students and the alchemists of the guild looked at each other in bewilderment.

"This... is Ye Yuan here to be funny? Even if he only picked one batch of herbs to show off, still... doesn't he need to weigh and mix? How does he determine the amount of each herb?"

Another person looked at him like he was an idiot: "Are you still holding out hope that Ye Yuan can refine pills? This guy is a complete outsider who knows nothing—he's purely here to be funny!"

"Look, the herbs he picked were only enough for one batch, and he split them in half. That half isn't even enough to refine one pill!"

"Heh, Ye Yuan sure has guts, daring to toy with the two guild masters. Is he asking for death?"

Wan Yuan sneered: "I told you, he's all talk. He really fooled everyone. Let's see how he talks his way out when he comes out!"

With that, Wan Yuan looked at Wang Jinfu, wanting to see his expression.

But on Wang Jinfu's face, Wan Yuan didn't see what he expected.

Wang Jinfu's face was full of doubt: "Old Sun, you don't think this kid Ye Yuan is going to use the Yin-Yang Separation Technique, do you?"

Sun Jianming's expression was similar to Wang Jinfu's: "Splitting the herbs evenly into two portions—logically, that's the way of the Yin-Yang Separation Technique, but he..."

Wang Jinfu shook his head: "I also find it unlikely. How old is this kid? How could he know the Yin-Yang Separation Technique?"

"You two don't need to guess. Ye Yuan is indeed going to use the Yin-Yang Separation Technique!" At that moment, Feng Ruoqing's calm voice came through.